Wir widerstehen noch!

Beneath the paving stones, the beach!

The Lost Hon­or of Katha­ri­na Blum. Direct­ed by Volk­er Schlöndorff and Mar­garethe von Trotta.

In an inter­view fea­tured on the Cri­te­ri­on edi­tion DVD, Schlöndorff him­self rec­og­nizes post‑9/11 USA in his adap­ta­tion of The Lost Hon­or of Katha­ri­na Blum. It’s not hard. At the height of Baad­er-Mein­hof hys­te­ria, young Ger­mans affixed stick­ers read­ing “Ich gehore nicht zur Baad­er-Mein­hof Gruppe” to their cars to avoid police harass­ment, just as Sikh and Mus­lim cab­bies draped their taxis in the Stars ‘n’ Stripes to demon­strate their patriotism.

When Katha­ri­na Blum finds her­self the vic­tim of a polit­i­cal intrigue involv­ing an activist on the lam, she’s a polit­i­cal naif who’s hard­work­ing and dis­creet about her pri­vate affairs. Once impli­cat­ed, her life is torn apart by a police-state fever­ish­ly pur­su­ing all leads at any cost, and a tabloid media dogged­ly feast­ing on the scraps. As Blum strug­gles to pre­serve her dig­ni­ty, her rad­i­cal­iza­tion is imme­di­ate and total and it gal­va­nizes her against what’s to come.

An out­stand­ing exam­ple of both social iso­la­tion and psy­cho­log­i­cal tor­ment, The Lost Hon­or of Katha­ri­na Blum remains a tes­ta­ment to the state-spon­sored para­noia that char­ac­ter­ized the after­math of the New Left.

Schlöndorff and von Trot­ta, like author and Nobel lau­re­ate Hein­rich Böll, were taint­ed as spir­i­tu­al god­par­ents of Baad­er-Mein­hof. They were all avowed pacifists.